I’ve been getting tons of phone-spam in the last few weeks from real estate creatures. I’m on every no-call list offered by the phone-company (and other orginaztion’s No-Call list), I have an unlisted number and I never give it out to strangers. And I have a weird work shift from time-to-time, so my patience with these vermin is zero.
I don’t know how I’ve suddenly gotten on these real-estate lists, but the other night, I found the perfect technique for dealing with them. I’ve had literally 2 dozen or so from different real-estate agencies and the other night I finally snapped and came up with this. Use it wisely, my friends:
The scene: I’m getting ready for bed. The phone rings.
Me “Hello?”
< ungodly perky voice >: “Hi Fenris! This is Miffy! :)”
Me (I know no-one named “Miffy”) : “What’s this call regarding?”
Miffy: " How are YOU doing this evening, Fenris?
"
Me (I’m already pissed, and getting madder by the second): "What is this call about?:
Miffy: " I’m with :)Red-Jacket Real-Estate:) Are you planning to sell your house
in the near-future?
"
Me (Furious, impulsively deciding it’s time for some guerilla theater): “Goddammit! I am fucking sick-and-tired of you goddamn hate-filled, bigoted bastards trying to get me to move! The anonymous letters didn’t do it, the rocks through the window didn’t do it, the garbage on my lawn didn’t do it and now you’re trying to bribe me to move out?! I am an AMERICAN, I have the fucking right to live whereEVER the hell I want!”
Miffy: " I…I…that’s not… "
Me: “Listen and listen good: you tell your goddamned gang of thugs to leave me the fuck alone. There are orginizations designed to deal with people like you. Next time, I’m tracing the fucking call and I’m gonna have you up on harrassment charges so quick your head’ll spin. What the hell did I ever do to you, anyway? You hate people like me for a reason, or do you just hate indescriminatly?”
Miffy: "I’m SOOOORRRRY! I…I’mmmm…I didn’t mean to…
"
Me: “Yeah. Well. Maybe next time you pull a stunt like this you’ll think twice. Now leave me the hell alone!”
Slams down phone.
This technique seems so good that there’s gotta be a catch. I’m sure that there’s some reason (outside of the fact that I upset Miffy, which I consider both moral, ethical and sensible) that this technique shouldn’t be used. And yet…
And yet, it’s so perfect:
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Miffy is upset and hopefully bothered by this call. Enough more of them and she’ll quit and get a morally decent job, rather than taking money to harrass people. Added benefit: the more Miffys that quit, the higher the turnover rate and Miffy’s vile bosses will have to do that much more training and recruiting, thus adding (however marginally) to their overhead.
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There’s no WAY I’m gonna get a call-back from Miffy or her Evil Bosses: while I didn’t say why “they” wanted me to move, the implication was clearly race, sexual orientation or religion. No business wants to get mixed up in a situation like that.
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Given #2, there’s every chance that they won’t call my neighbors either, since now they’re unsure as to what the hell’s going on in my neighborhood, thus I may have saved my neighbors some phone-harassment.
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Except for the bit about the rocks through the window, the letters, etc. I didn’t even lie. Every single word is true regarding phone-solicitors. I need to fix that line. Maybe something like “How may times are you people gonna call me trying to get me to move? I told you: I’m not gonna move, even if you don’t like me or my beliefs. The constant phone calls aren’t gonna do it!”
I’m fully intending to continue this technique for other phone-harrassers, unless someone can point me towards a reason I shouldn’t (outside of the specious argument that I’m upsetting Miffy and her ilk)
Fenris, chortling